My adopted sister, Shen Yue, swaggered around as if she owned the place, taking my rightful position as the young lady of the household. In a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, she mocked me. “Little sister, the Young Marshal’s household favors me. I know you’re upset, but it was the Young Marshal’s idea. I never meant to steal your place.” “Father is right here. Surely he understands what’s going on? Remember how you lied last time? You weren’t spared the family punishment. Have you forgotten how that felt?” In the past, I would have been red-eyed and at a loss for what to do. But I had been reborn. I looked at Shen Yue with a cold smile, then raised my hand and slapped her hard across the face. She was nothing but a lowborn nobody. How dare she act so brazenly at my coming-of-age ceremony, putting on such a shameless show? She didn’t even know how she was going to die yet. My slap sent Shen Yue stumbling to the ground. The whole room fell silent, and my personal maid was so frightened that her hands trembled uncontrollably.
